I Thought It Was Leather

Intro N.C. x4 D D D G D D7 D D7 [Verso 1] D D7 D D7 She needs no introduction D D7 D D7 She's the one who loved me two G How could I be mistaken G7 D D7 The love that she was making wasn't mine G G7 A A#dim7 A7 On that woman's surface lies designer leather far from genuine [Refrão] D I thought it was leather G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# D D7 But it was vinyl, and it all tore up D D7 I caught them together G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# A7 Gm6/A G6(9)/A My house, his pants, her bra, C- cup D She's got a style she can call her own G G#dim I love her, but I'm not alone D I thought it was leather, but it was vinyl A7 D Oh, and it all tore up {Interlude 1} D D7 D D7 [Verso 2] D D7 D D7 She did it all for my protection D D7 D D7 She is far between and few G G7 D D7 The rule and the exception, the guests at your reception love to hate G G7 A A#dim7 A7 Expect the unexpected, protect the unprotected at the gate [Refrão] D I thought it was leather G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# D D7 But it was vinyl, and it all tore up D D7 I caught them together G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# A7 Gm6/A G6(9)/A My house, his pants, her bra, C- cup D She's got a style she can call her own G G#dim I love her, but I'm not alone D I thought it was leather, but it was vinyl A7 N.C. And it all tore up {Solo} G G7 D D7 G G7 A7b9no3 A7no3 D G G#dim D A7 [Ponte] D Csus2 The fabric of my life G/B Gm/Bb Suggested retail in a sea of outlet merchandise D Csus2 I've seen it all before G/B Gm/Bb Caveat emptor, Salvation Army sacrifice D Csus2 I thought it was leather, I thought it was real G/B Gm/Bb I paid a pretty penny for the thoughts I couldn't deal D It was vinyl, it was pain Csus2 It was final, it was vain G/B Gm/Bb I just know, I just know, I just know {Interlude 2} D Csus2 G/B Gm/Bb [Verso 3] D Csus2 G/B Gm/Bb She needs no introduction D Csus2 G/B Gm/Bb She's the one who loved me two G How could I be mistaken G7 D D7 The love that she was making wasn't mine G G7 A A#dim7 A7 On that woman's surface lies designer leather far from genuine [Refrão] D I thought it was leather G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# D D7 But it was vinyl, and it all tore up D D7 I caught them together G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# G5 Gmaj7sus2/F# Gm6/A G6(9)/A My house, his pants, her bra, C- cup D She's got a style she can call her own G G#dim I love her, but I'm not alone D I thought it was leather, but it was vinyl A7 D Oh, and it all tore up